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Wednesday, June 2, 2010Y
story telling

I was at the market today morning at about 530 am because I was gg to my mum's canteen. when we reached, we had breakfast. just when we were about to settle for a wonderful meal early inthe morning, a man fainted a few meters away. paramedics came. but the stretcher was not occupied. I thought things weren't that simple. a white cloth was removed from the bag and the man was fully covered with it. he died. many versions of the story passed around within mins. some say he was drunk, slipped and fell. some say he was buying fish den fainted. but the only common thing was tht he died. it was so early in the morning that I still feel a little chilly at the thought of him being so close to me just now.
doesn't it sound like a primary school compo? well, it does sounds like one bt it definitely is not. i witnessed the incident and it is a true recount. life is like a story. a fragile story consisting of all the good and bad. may everyone's life be filled with only the good. let the bad be a past and be a lesson.

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